R U Down

Z-Ro & Trae tha Truth & Taz & The Fakkulty - Rap
R U Down
2 Plays
June 16, 1998.
Lyrics
[Bridge - Z-Ro] Stained up, roach ass niggas in my mix... Mix [Verse 1 - Z-Ro] I heard a stranger say guerilla till I die But motherfuckers be claiming the name in vain Nigga you ain't never witnessed the pain But I got a diploma for making bitch niggas hold they jaw When I pull a nine out, I'mma find out witch nigga told the law When my homie was located, incarcerated in 701 It's like going from heaven to slum, motherfucker now you know This is dedicated to you, dear bitch This is dedicated to the coward niggas of your click The Gemini killer is coming to get the motherfuckers But they fin to feel this approach from behind For the mighty motherfuckin power ranger danger becuase of my anger Never been no stranger to one in the chamber so run RIP coming across the chamber with my gun No coming back, welcome to my world, I'll show you pain you never seen it Slapping patches out of niggas and we mean it when we scream it Never be givin' a good god damn So why did they go and get us started? Now it's time to show these niggas we the hardest All I want to know is are you down? [Hook - 2x] How many niggas want to ride with me They say my mob is a threat to society Because we mobbing in masks Get the gauge and we blast And quick to put a motherfucker on his ass Are you down? [Verse 2 - The Fakkulty] Now which one of you niggas are fake And tell me which one of you niggas are real I might not find out now But I guarantee if you cross me, knock out your grill Cause I don't feel, a nigga should chill with me, steal from me Smile in my face and stabbed me in my back see? Obviously, that nigga ain't down with me And he ain't who he claim to be, but it ain't no game to me I take it seriously, and keep my eyes on my motherfucking enemies [Verse 3 - T.A.Z.] Got to keep my distance g, cause I know they plotting on me To set me up for a homicide or robbery But it ain't no thang to me, cause I got my family Killa Klan and Guerilla Maab coming catastrophe You get snatched if we, feel you less than a man I'm in a clan where niggas trained to kill with that by hands But they don't understand, until they been there Are you down or what? Cause if not then beware! [Hook - 2x] [Bridge - Z-Ro] Stained up, roach ass niggas in my mix... Mix [Verse 4 - Z-Ro] Now most of the time I'm by myself 'cause all of my friends are fake How many more chins willI have to check Until the bones in my wrist and my fist finally break But I was born, as a child of the corn Now between heaven and hell I'm torn and trapped in a motherfucking storm I'm ready to kill and I'm ready to die, my mind is constantly gone on fry (nigga) You lost when I bumped you off, then I dumped you off For the crime in the south, it's about time to close shop 'Cause the nine Glock put a nigga in a pine box, I need some gin I celebrate the murder death kill of a nigga that really won't breath again But there ain't another nigga that's as cold as I And I'm gon' hold on to my guerillas until I'm told to die But motherfuckers be throwin' up sets when they be rolling by But motherfuckers are horizontal with a swollen eye I'mma keep me a lean on, Robitussin Got to keep me a Glock that I be bustin' I got to to keep my eyes open wider Motherfuckers be thinking they MacGyver Pull a stunt, got a trick up they sleeve Hate me? Motherfuckers don't like breathing When a guerilla like me never be leaving I got a man with a verse that I be reading But are you down? [Hook - 4x]
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Credits
- Writers
- The Fakkulty
- Taz
- Trae tha Truth
- Z-Ro